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she mocked him, but the crocodile bore it in stride. his eyes too were upon the scorpion for a moment, how easy it would be to crush beneath his paw. and perhaps in bitterest irony, this was what zaahira meant, even if khusobek refused to admit it.

"it is not beneath me to worship the gods. i am simply not a man like that priest precious to you," the mazoi grunted, and now he took some minutes to himself, contemplative.

"rashepses will make himself what is needed," at last he said. "it is the duty of princes. let us make a wager," he added, and now turned his eyes toward her. "on who she chooses."